How to Make Love to a Didgeridoo XA cello moans through cedar fog,
low notes trembling between her teeth.
Amber bowstrings tighten, vibrating against ribs—
wood groans beneath the weight of sound.
Resin clings to fingertips,
drawn taut over hollow curves.
Each bow stroke sharpens the air,
Splitting migraines into cascading cacophony
The final note—
held breath, a whispering overtone,
unraveled into stillness....
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Categories:
bangla, 11th grade, 12th grade,
Form: Free verse
the other illussionThe other Illusion
I met a group of people I vaguely thought familiar
after a while it came to me and said, you are
the same people I met 15 years ago, glad laughter
we wondered if you had forgotten us.
I was baffled an old dream had produced a new one
or was there no past it all happens...
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Categories:
adventure, america, bangla, beach,
Form: ABC
We all know who this is aboutBelieve in me,
Because you cannot be
Alone in your thoughts.
A lie might make true what is not!
Be feared, be scared,
Be ware of what I am.
A love, a warm drain,
Along will wash your filthy brain…
And because I am one of you,
I know every one of you.
I know just what to do!
And I know this too:
...
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Categories:
bangla, 12th grade, america, anti
Form: Didactic
porodeshee megh
Wandering cloud, turn back to your return voyage, a safe trip home
Send these to my reverie soul, one of a nomadic troubadour, vagabond
When down pouring rain moisten the topsoil of thy land
They do shed tears, heartache, with a lonely "room", happening in unknown
...
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Categories:
bangla,
Form: Ballad
Amare tumi Ashesh -Tagorewebamare tumi Ashesh
Unending a bliss from you in me , mystic thy muse is such a sweet amen
quenched once, rejuvenated again, life reborn, endeared , again and again
So many valleys en carved so many river basins, trailing through delta ashore
My knickknack harp chanted your lungs to breathe beyond embellishment
so many times a...
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Categories:
bangla,
Form: Free verse
Vanu Singher podabolee Gahan Kusum Kunja Majhe -TagorewebBhanu Singher Padaboli
Eight (gahan kusum kunja majhe)
O'er the Eden grief, solitary floral, she. myriad, myrtle
a soft croon of oblivion, the harp of the wind, weaverbird humming thistle
Overcoming the fear, verses as they weave beyond subtle murmur
Soulmate, a windcatcher, come along, fly on, o fly on!
The sky blue innocence a morn and my morning dew
the heart...
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Categories:
analogy, bangla, beauty, blessing,
Form: Ballad
WhyA virtuous man stands tall, far ahead,
Preaches mercy, yet calls heretics dead,
Speaks of hell, if he had seen,
Prescribes salvation and condemns unclean,
He sings of heaven till his last breath,
Then why, priest do you fear that death?
An infidel knows no rules, the trouble begins,
How can a priest keep him from sins?
Does...
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Categories:
bangla, april, arabic, art, assonance,
Form: Other
GenZA violent rushing wind crept through my bedroom window, bringing with it the Brooklyn air and the smell of fumes. It's not a good combination at all. When will I ever learn that the young Gen Z is more frustrated than us baby boomers? When we are in bed, they are up all night. When...
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Categories:
anxiety, appreciation, bangla, celebration,
Form: Blank verse
pre-surgerypre-surgery
I have growth on my lower leg
which I bravely ignored till my wife
said I was smelling
It offended me, who showers every morning
I went to see my doctor, a woman in her
the sixties, she insisted on kissing me when I visit
as a result, I love her
Yes, it was a tumor surgery, the ninth of
Dismember
My doctor's...
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Categories:
bangla, blessing, freedom,
Form: Free verse
space touringWe know it was a great fanfare
when Elon Musk sent a Tesla car towards the stars
with a fully loaded battery
When the hoopla died down and eyes were diverted
to the everyday problems on earth
The car started by itself and began visiting planet Saturn
and little Pluto and other planets of interest
When the time is right and astronauts,...
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Categories:
absence, bangla, best friend,
Form: Free verse
Categories:
america, anger, bangla, baptism,
Form: Haiku
What ifWhat if I'd never been born, never scorned,
What if there were a blank stage, unadorned,
What if I were a rose without a thorn,
An unbruised, free soul, untouched, untorn,
No joys or pains to tangle in my head,
An utter silence where no voice was led.
What if no dawn or dusk I had known,
No roots, no ground, no...
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Categories:
bangla, age, allusion, america, angst,
Form: ABC
after the novelAfter the novel
The elderly gent next door drinks a few beers
before going to bed, to fall asleep quickly and
avoid unwanted dreams
We can say his dreams are a myriad of chaos
of thoughts ducking up like mushrooms
after rain
A rhapsody of life lived, a colored tapestry
lightening up the dreamless, who, in utter
despair, no, no, this can't be true
You...
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Categories:
absence, africa, allah, bangla,
Form: Blank verse
a warningA warning
The picture of my mother that hangs on the wall
opposite where I try to work, fell down
I took this as a warning not to stray too far to
the right and end up in the Nazi camp.
My mother, a lifelong communist, believed her
the party would bring equality, the right to speak
with certain moderations, say being...
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Categories:
bangla, absence, adventure, age, allusion,
Form: Free verse
india cancelled
i am india you are india
but india cancelled
more devotees killed in hathras congregation than
soldiers in war
media demonstrate access to absconding guru
than police
fundamental rights thwarted
police judiciary bureaucracy failed india
i am india you are india
but india cancelled
no one demolished babri masjid
no one killed jasika lall,arushi.....abhya shakti
fundamental rights thwarted
police judiciary bureaucracy failed india
i am india you...
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Categories:
absence, bangla, corruption, hindi,
Form: Free verse
Specific Types of Bangla Poems
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